Friday, September 26, 2008

Hemlock Knoll



This past Saturday, I went to work with Marshall. Anyway, he told me of this place where some Bald Eagles hang out. You can put two and two together. Marshall is a Sanitation Engineer AKA garbage truck driver and Hemlock Knoll....is a Waste Management Facility AKA The DUMP. He told me how sad he feels for these Eagles, some of them their white heads can barely be seen as it is covered in black from picking through the garbage.

When we got into Hemlock Knoll, past the scales and about three miles in, I saw them soaring through the sky, having never seen an Eagle up close, except the Golden Eagle at USM so many years ago, but never a Bald Eagle, I was excited and a little sad. The beautiful birds, picking through garbage like an ordinary Seagull. Marshall told me, they are still great hunters and would fair well in the wild...but the pickin's are easy and good at the dump. This dump is what I like to refer to a specialty dump, although there is household waste, Marshall hauls waste from the Seafood manufacturers... So what is not canned or bottled or processed, and can't be used, is thrown out. This is where it goes...and I guess these birds just love it, so I know at least they are eating well, although it is something we probably would not eat ourselves. So at very least these pretty birds do eat, they just look awful. I was able to snap some pictures of a few of them, and most looked pretty clean to me. I will let you be the judge.











The Most Colourful Time of the Year

Yes, it is not Spring, or Summer, or even Christmas with all the red and green... No no....It is FALL!!!! Yippee!!! I love fall, this means Winter is quickly approaching and I LOVE WINTER!!!! It also means an end to bugs and a start to more outside fun, like piling logs and wood for Winter!!! It means my dog is shedding and will be cleaned up and clipped so she can retreat inside the house, as my Samoyed/Red Husky mix dog is scared of the snow and cold. She is already starting to "knock" at the door with her paws wanting in... time to put on my heated mattress pad and add on that extra blanket. The chimney will be swept and cleaned, ready to be used again, for some nice cosy nights. OH YAY!!! I do love this time of year. I look around and see so many sad faces, they are Summers....I can appreciate how they feel with Winter approaching, I feel the same way when Spring comes...kinda blue...yes it is a change...but I can't wait for WINTER again!!!

Please enjoy the pictures of my Maple and Birch trees starting to change in my front yard. I love standing on my little porch...just looking at the trees. It just gives me that very nice feeling inside...One I can't explain to give it justice but I am sure a great many of you can relate to that 'mystical feeling of content and sheer happiness'.






YAY for FALL...and a BIG YAY for Winter....It is supposed to be a cold one this year... Sometimes that means not so much snow...but we will see!!!!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

BB all grown up and out of the house.



For the love of Bee Bee Continued






Since Blogger would not let me post more than 5 pictures and I have so many more...I will just add them as I go:







For the Love of BEE BEE (BB)

Remember, some time ago, I told you of my daughter 'raising' a baby bird. Well she came home with pictures, plenty of them, which I am sure will provide many stories as well as wonderful memories, especially every time she sees a Robin. I will spare you a long drawn out story. Here are the pictures that say a thousand words:






Monday, August 4, 2008

Hmmmm...I don't remember this job posting....

PARENT - Job Description


This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way,
I don't believe any of us would have done it!



POSITION:
Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma

Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop

JOB DESCRIPTION:
Long term, team players needed, for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment.
Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call.
Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities!
Travel expenses not reimbursed.
Extensive courier duties also required.

RESPONSIBILITIES:
The rest of your life.
Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5.
Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.
Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf.
Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers.
Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects.
Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks.
Must be a willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next.
Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices.
Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst.
Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product.
Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.

POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT & PROMOTION:
None.
Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you

PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE:
None required unfortunately.
On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.

WAGES AND COMPENSATION:
Get this! You pay them!
Offering frequent raises and bonuses.
A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent.
When you die, you give them whatever is left.
The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.

BENEFITS:
While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and no stock options are offered; this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love, and free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right.


Forward this on to all the PARENTS you know, in appreciation for everything they do on a daily basis, letting them know they are appreciated for the fabulous job they do... or forward with love to anyone thinking of applying for the job.



** AND A FOOTNOTE 'THERE IS NO RETIREMENT -- EVER! **

Thursday, July 31, 2008

GOT PROMOTION?!?!?!?!?!

Yes, I did.... 'NUFF SAID!!!!

Finally some good news....WOO HOO!!!!

Danielle is now a "Technical Support Analyst" Tier 1. YAY for me!!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

BB (or as I now see it Bee Bee)



Sorry about the resolution. This is actually a picture of a picture. It was sent to me via snail mail. This picture was taken the day after Bee Bee was saved. So she was quite young.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

FREEDOM!!!!

BB has been set free.

The little bird that was spared some time ago, grew into a beautiful Robin. She (I am assuming female, we aren't really sure how else to tell) grew and flew gradually as she gained her strength. She would even fly behind Breanna into the kitchen when she went to get her vitamins. They decided to give her a gradual release. At first, they let her out of her cage; she got out and just stayed on the deck. The next day, she flew to the top of the apartment. When her name was called she came down and perched on Breanna's finger. Eventually, she left and was not readily seen. They left the cage out and food in case this poor little thing got scared out in the big wild world. She didn't. She is free, I am assuming, happily exploring this world of hers.

Breanna is sad, but yet happy all at the same time. She hasn't come back. This reminds me of a poem we have, I am sure, all heard at least once in our lifetime:

If you love something

If you love something
Set it free
If it comes back to you
It's probably hungry and confused
If it doesn't
Something else probably ate it

Wait...that isn't the right one....GOTCHA, here is the right one:

If You Love Something Set It Free
If It Comes Back,
It Was And Always Will Be Yours

If It Never Returns,
It Was Never Yours To Begin With

I hope everyone has a wonderful week!!!!

God Bless You!!!!

Monday, July 14, 2008

What a DAY!!!....WHAT A DAY!!!!!!

Today has to be one of the luckiest days I have had... You know the days.... all green lights, cars let you in when in traffic...you win contests and don't remember entering...you know just good old-fashioned lucky days!!!!!!

Since Marshall and I are sharing a vehicle, sometimes things get tight scheduling wise. He has to be at work and driving for 6:30 AM, and I am due to start my shift at 1 PM....long day.... but we make it work...and we have quality time doing so, we grab a coffee, sip it while waiting for his truck to get out of the shop. Why wake up at 5 AM for a truck that was in the shop all weekend and won't be ready until noon...I'll never know...it is unpaid time, but we enjoy our time together. We always do.

This day started better than most, I actually managed to get a great night sleep, no headache waking me through the night, no horrible nightmares from taking migraine medicine through the night. That itself can set the tone for the entire day. But that is not all...no-no.it gets so much better!!!!

As I am getting ready, Marshall turns on the stereo, country channel of course (although I listen to almost any genre of music, Marshall is partial to country) almost right away, they break into the news, a shotgun fired in the South End...No biggie... No injuries, no damage, just noise. Second News item of the day... the news guy Jim starts saying something to the effect about the rumours being true, then he says Elton John is COMING TO SAINT JOHN!!!! OH MY LAND!!!!! My mouth just dropped and I looked at Marshall and he says to me simply "Well, there ya go, dear!"

I have to back this up a little...Since I was a wee little thing (and yes I was little and wee at one time believe it or not) I have listened to Elton John and I have loved his music, and still do... For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted to see him in concert. I have told many people that it is my wish that before I die, I see Elton John and Billy Joel in concert. What can I say: I love the Piano Men!!!! LOL

He is coming to my town...NEVER in my life did I think Elton would come to Saint John...It is not a major city and the closest Elton ever got was Montréal or Boston. This is truly a dream come true for me. Tickets go on sale Saturday. I still have to try and get tickets.... that may prove to be difficult since the arena he will be playing in holds only 3000 people. I have hope though, as he is playing at other cities in Atlantic Canada, so it may not be so hard when you don't have to compete with the people from the surrounding provinces. Ok, so once I get my tickets I will let everyone know I have.... and if I do...then I know I will just have to go and see Billy Joel live.

But wait! There's more (I sound like an infomercial)! Marshall and I got to spend the morning together and talking about this, I called my mother and confirmed that she would be able to attend this concert with me. My mother said she would, she knows how much this means to me. She even said this is THE concert to attend if any.... Good, now I have good company.... what else could go so beautifully today...? I am glad you asked.... I come to work and open my email, to several emails from my co-workers:

Hi danielle,

I see you have won the 2nd Prize.

Congratulations!!!!!

Nasreen

and

CONGRATS!!!!

Good job Danielle!!!!

Alana


I didn't have a clue why I was being congratulated...but obviously it was for something good...Well, as I sorted through umpteen emails from just over the weekend, I come across this one:

Hey Folks!

Happy Monday! Below are the winners of the June Hollywood Incentive:

Danielle LeBlanc completed the entire IP BootCamp and will receive 7.5 hours of float time
Peter Burke completed an IP BootCamp course(s) and will receive 4 hours of float time

1st prize is a "Movie Night In" Package consisting of a PS3 with Blu Ray Player, a free game, a Block Buster Gift Card, and movie munchies! Valued at $500

2nd prize is a "Movie Night Out" Package consisting of an Empire Theatre Gift Card and a Boston Pizza Gift Card. Valued at $100

3d prize is your choice of Gift Card from Future Shop, Empire Theatre or Blockbuster. Valued at $50

1st Prize Winner - Brent Caldwell
2nd Prize Winner - Danielle LeBlanc
3rd Prize Winner - Michelle Lucas

Congratulations everyone! Details for July's incentive to follow soon!


I forgot about our incentive....so needless to say, I got a paid day off, $50 in Theater Movie Card, $50 Boston Pizza Card and MY ELTON is COMING TO TOWN...September 30,2008.

I am used to not having the best of luck, and so it is the sweetest of treats when something like this happens. It put a smile on my face!!!!!

Finally, I have a place to wear my beautiful shirt Breanna bought me at Elton John's store in Las Vegas:



And YES BABY!!!! I am so wearing this to the concert....ELTON HERE I COME!!!!!

This may not sound like a big deal....but today almost brought tears of joy to my eyes. It was/is a wonderful day...and it is a MONDAY...Who said Blah Mondays.... well not me, not anymore!!!!!

Friday, July 4, 2008

The true story of BB: A lesson in love

BB is the name of a bird. Before I start the story, I must explain the name. My daughter asked me what a good name for a bird is…without hesitation…I said “BB”…and then added “as in BBQ”, it was suppertime…and I wanted chicken…BBQ chicken. Well, as you can guess Breanna loved the name BB… even though I was kidding…. but hey whatever works. Here is the start:

I allowed my daughter to go up to my parents after I was guaranteed her thieving punishment would continue. My brother and my parents promised me they would. They did say they would give her privileges as she earned them and worked for them. Fair enough, we have worked this out and I think this suited her misdeeds. One early day, my brother was mowing his lawn when he tapped his lawnmower into his picnic table, well be darned if a little bird fell to the ground under a small heap of sticks and leaves. This one and only baby bird with a broken nest. There was no way to fix it and not much could be done as often once a human touches such things, mothers will abandon them even if they know that is theirs. Paul put on gloves and did what he could but the nest would not hold and he dared not leave poor (soon-to-be) BB there to starve and be abandoned without a nest, that being said, this is nature and in the wild this is what would happen…but not Paul…not my family…we love our animals always have, always will.

He went immediately up to my parents’ apartment. (Paul owns the building and my parents lease the apartment from him) Breanna and Ashley (my niece, four months younger than Breanna) came out to find out what was going on. Immediately my brother told her and Ash to go out and get some worms. Ash went but she is not a friend of nature (well at least not the creepy crawlies) and Breanna had to get the worms herself. When she came back they had placed BB into a box with old rags and Breanna held a worm over BB’s head and it opened its little beak like baby birds do and ate the worm. Every day, Breanna went out gathering worms for her baby bird. The bird was left in the care of the two girls as Paul has two dogs and both he and his wife work full time outside of the home so he knew he wouldn’t be able to care for the baby bird as much as they would.

It came to the point whenever the baby bird saw Breanna it would lift its little head and reach for food; I guess Breanna became BB’s adopted mother. BB would sing and chirp much to the delight of all of the family members and I have been put on the phone to listen to BB’s song. BB could not fly, it would flap it’s wings clumsily…but as time went on getting stronger and fatter on the diet of worms, at last report last night BB was able to flap it’s wings and hover about a foot off the ground, but cannot fly in a direction, yet.

Pictures have been taken, but since my parents don’t have a computer they can’t be sent to me. My sister in law has been dealing with some other issues and cannot add them to her computer at this time. I am being patient though. Since they had BB, it is become apparent that BB is a robin. At first, there were no distinctive markings. It loves to ride on Breanna’s and my brother’s fingers. If anyone tries to get the bird on their finger, my father for instance,the little bird just keeps traveling up my brothers arm and nestles his neck for ‘protection’. BB has picked his new parents. My brother; his lifesaver (twice) and my daughter; the meal provider.

One day, they decided to try and feed bread to BB. He must have been too young still; he was choking on the bread. My father immediately told my brother to go and get one of his syringes while he held the little bird. They removed the needle and used just the plunger to ‘suction’ BB. He is fine now, twice this little bird almost lost his little life, both times because of our family, and both times saved by our family.

My mother, who of all of us, is more sensible and opts to keep a distance, stated in a booming voice…NO MORE BREAD…just worms!!!! …This had scared her. BB has gotten into all of our hearts.

Breanna wants me to go up and see BB, but it is a 5-hour drive one way and this time is not such a good time to go. Breanna knows BB will have to be released when it can fly on it’s own. They are now trying to teach it to find worms they are placed on the ground. He can’t just yet. Right now, he is just being loved, and cared for the only way we know how. He is thriving and singing every day. He was saved twice because of love, and he is thriving because of that same love.

I will add a picture of BB as soon as I can obtain one.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Quiet family supper

Today, we went out to eat. This is not a rare occurrence, but this one is one worth noting.

We went to a little seafood restaurant called Comeau's. They have the best seafood. It is small, intimate, yet very casual. The food is amazing. Due to the distance we have to travel to get there, we only go very rarely, but it is well worth the trip. There always people coming as it is quite popular and we are not the only people who travel to get there. The prices are reasonable as well.

I ordered the fish and chips, Breanna ordered her favourite Poutine (French Fries smothered in cheese curds and brown gravy, definitely an artery clogger, but it does taste great) and Marshall ordered the clams. We were having some laughs and then our supper arrived. We still chat but not as much as when you are waiting for the food...Kinda hard to talk when you are trying to eat... that is while maintaining some proper meal etiquette.

I noticed in the table kitty corner to ours, a small family, a man, woman and two children one appeared to be Breanna's age but was a boy and then an adorable little girl (toddler) in a high chair. They had placed their order. Usually I don't overhear other peoples conversations, but in a small restaurant like this one, it can't be avoided. The entire family ordered the fish and chips and the mother ordered macaroni and cheese for the little one. I overheard the mother order a side of gravy...I am assuming for her french fries...Everyone eats fries and gravy it seems. Anyway, as time went on their order came to the table. I overheard the woman say to her husband that is her gravy on his plate. (It was placed in a small cup on the side of his plate). He yelled back at her that it was not hers, and told her that she did not order the gravy. I was upset as I know she had....I overheard it and I wanted to say something...but it is not my place and well why make a scene and embarrass my family defending her.....Though I really wanted to as I knew she was being accused of not ordering something she did.

Enough of what I thought, here is what transpired. She vehemently exclaimed that she did order gravy as she requested it to be placed on her fries and the waitress advised it is served in a small cup. Her husband/boyfriend/ignoramus told her she did not order gravy that it was the last time they were there that she did and she is mistaken...with that the son piped up and told his mother that she is crazy and she did not order gravy. The woman sat with a look on her face part embarrassment and part shame/sadness. Two people were telling her she was wrong....I was getting ready to step over there (a big two steps away) and defend this poor woman. All of a sudden in a stern yet not very loud voice she told them the following " I am not crazy, do not try and tell me what I know to be true, don't try and make me out to be insane." WOW....Not really what I was expecting, but I felt very proud for standing her ground. With that statement her husband pushed his food away and told her to stop her behaviour or he was leaving. She told him to leave... she was not going to have someone accuse her of not saying something she knew she had said. Her son kept up telling her she was wrong, repeatedly. The husband gave her the gravy cup and told her that "she can have it anyway". This woman ate her meal in tears in this restaurant. I so badly wanted to tell her I heard her...but then I thought, maybe I shouldn't get involved.

You see her husband was a large man, and he appeared quite angry (male PMS or something), her son appeared to have a little chip on his shoulder. If I spoke up, perhaps this woman would be made to feel worse....and I could clearly see she was already in a great deal of emotional pain. I said a silent prayer for her at the table. Just then the waitress came up and asked if everything were ok with the meal, the lady looked up and asked the lady if she could remember who ordered the gravy, as she has issues with her memory slipping...(I personally suffer from short term memory loss...so I know all about memory slippage, I could relate, LOL). The waitress looked at her order pad and stated "Yes, you ordered the gravy because you asked if you could have the gravy on the fries and I told you it came in a cup." She said "Dear, did you not want the gravy, I won't charge you for it if you didn't want it." The lady said "I thought so." Smiled and then added the gravy to her french fries.

For the rest of our dinner until the check was paid, no one uttered a word at that table...Not even one word of apology...All I could think of was that poor woman...made to feel bad...and then when she was vindicated no one spoke up to apologize.

I felt two things at that point. I felt both very sorry for that woman, but pleased that she spoke up. I know my prayer was answered to have a waitress with such a great memory vindicate this poor woman. I felt her pain as a similar occurrence happened to me many years ago. I know the shame, and embarrassment. I know that sting of pain when people make you feel small and insignificant as to attempt to humiliate you publicly.

I hope for her sake this was an isolated incident. If not, I hope she keeps that strength and determination that caused her to find out the truth. She was not crazy, far from it, although, I have my doubts about her husband and son....I hope the little one has more respect for her mother as she gets older.

Never a dull moment.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

HE'S BAAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!

'NUFF SAID....

Short enuff for ya??? hehehehehe

Monday, May 26, 2008

How much wood would a Woodchuck chuck...?

Wood. Our main source of heat for the Winter. Yes, I do have alternate sources for heat, Kerosene heater, Electric baseboards, but my wood stove, OH, how I love my WOOD STOVE!!! Last Winter, we were caught somewhat unprepared. Our wood was cut and split, but not seasoned. Seasoned for anyone not familiar with this rustic ritual of wood stove heating, is when the wood has time to age and dry up. The perfect fire is attained by having perfectly seasoned wood. We were late obtaining our wood last Winter. So it takes forever to burn and get to a decent heating temperature, not to mention the added chance of creosote buildup in the chimney that can lead to chimney fires, and worse.




We get permits from the Ranger stations and therefore are allowed to go on Crown Land and take dead and/or dying trees, as well as trees that have already fallen. This wood is plentiful in the Crown Land that is used for clear cutting. The companies that clear cut are mainly interested in the softwood, i.e. (Conifers) Spruce, Pine, Cedar. What we use for a longer burn is hardwood, i.e. Maple, Birch, Oak, etc. Clear cutters cut the hardwood to get to the softwood, but leave the hardwood where they land. This is where people like us come in, we obtain this wood, that is no longer living and we use it for fuel wood. We truck it home saw it in chunks and split is so it fits in our little (but yet packs quite the heat) Wood stove.

I understand that Wood stoves do generate some pollutants into the air, then again so does the coal powered generating station outside of Saint John. I am not sure where my power for my house is obtained, either from the Nuclear Plant near my house, the Coal Generated, or the Hydro-electric facility in Saint John. I do believe it is a shame and a waste to cut down a perfectly good hardwood tree to obtain only softwood. The Rangers agree with this as well, as the removal of fallen trees allow for new growth to emerge from the soil the fallen trees had covered.

This brings me to another love, my love for the forest and the natural beauty within it. I love driving the trails that were cleared by loggers, I take pictures of what I find so beautiful in this world. We are cautious to not go outside the path already created, so not to disturb any flora or fauna.

As we obtained this years permit, we sought out the woodlots that our permit cover, so we can get some wood. Since the leaves have not yet come in we were able to see a sight that we have missed before. Without the hindrances of leaves and grass, etc, we were able to get a good clear picture of the destruction that lies after clear cutters have taken from the land. Don't get me wrong, I am not a true 'tree hugger' but there was a definite sadness to the barren woods. All that could be seen were stumps and countless white birch that was fallen in order for a 'skidder' (the machinery that tramples through the woods cutting everything in its wake) to get the much desired softwood.



There is no speed limit in the woods, we prefer about 5 Km/hr. Why race through such beauty and/or sadness, depending on what area you travel? Not only do we get an amazing sight to see (negative or positive), but also we can reflect on nature in all it's glory. We also have time to discuss issues that come about and most recently it was waste. Wood waste. Everyone talks about plastic bags, ok, so they don't compost and take forever to degrade, and all the needless packaging filling up our landfills, etc. But yet, wood can be mulched, not often enough do you see these people do this. Not everyone has access to a mulching machine. I know I don't.

There are bins for plastic, glass, aluminum, etc. Nothing for garbage wood. Wood will degrade in time, sure, and it will fill up our landfills just as much as any other substance. In the future, it will probably be the one of the few things in a landfill that was able to degrade.

While going around to various establishments, Marshall and I noted all the pallets that are sitting in or near dumpsters, and/or fields behind these shops. I did some research and there are pallet recyclers around, but not here. Not enough business in this neck of the woods. We decided to talk to some of these businesses about their intentions with the pallets. Most do not recycle, not cost effective enough to do so, there is no establishment here that recycles them. When asked what they do with the old pallets they stated "we dump them", they put them in the dumpsters and then once full are taken to the landfill with the rest of the commercial waste.

BRAIN STORM. We need wood, pallets are made of untreated wood, mostly hardwood. We decided to ask about obtaining these pallets, and they told us we would be doing them a favour taking them away, as it would lower their dump fees, etc. "GOOD ENOUGH!" Some places were able to keep some as some smaller establishments recycle only their own pallets and the rest are scrap. They are in perfect shape...well, that is for as perfect as a pallet could be.

We figure, well, as best as I can hope, that we would be doing a service to recycle these pallets into fuel wood. We need wood and this wood is going to waste literally. So for the past week and a half, Marshall has been going around to these various establishment asking about the pallets that are left behind and forgotten. Some have even been left in fields not even good enough to burn, but yet still intact and taking up space.

In a week and a half, he was able to collect over 180 pallets, with many more places to go, but we have run out of room in our front yard. Even my father-in-law's yard is full. Marshall decides to be a 'squirrel' and collect his 'nuts' for the Winter coming assuring me that he will not be caught off guard this Winter. Marshall, his dad, his nephew, Breanna and I have all taken to task the dismantling of these pallets. Once they are disassembled they are cut to fit our wood stove. I have included pictures of our wood pile.



I do not condone anyone reading this and/or stealing pallets from establishments. We spoke with the establishments for the gathering of these pallets. We respect their decisions if they state they keep them or recycle them; although it was almost disturbing the amount of places that state they 'dump them'.

I wanted to share my experience, in some very small way, of helping the recycling movement. I know it will be turned into pollutants, but the way I see it, is if I am not using electricity that is generated in a coal generated power plant, then wood combustion is far less harmful to the environment than coal combustion.

So, there is my reasoning. Ok...and I am cheap....it costs $200 plus delivery (up to $80) for one cord of wood. It costs a tank of gas at most to collect and transfer all those pallets to my house (They equal two cord of wood). It takes time to disassemble and saw the wood, but we need the exercise anyway. My power bill running off just electricity costs $300 in the dead of Winter. So, yeah, wherever I can cut a corner to save a few pennies, I do so.

I am at work today, It is Memorial Day in the US. Even though we are a global company, a good majority of our clients are in North America, so it is quite slow today. To all my American readers: I hope you had a wonderful Memorial Day. Today I not only thought of wood, but of my cousin Steve who is the in the US Army. He is a medic and overseas in Iraq. I think not only of those who have lost their lives, also of those still fighting for ours. God Bless!!!!

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Migraines!!!

I have been diagnosed with classic Migraines. This is not something new. I have had had them for years. I get all the classic symptoms, blurred vision, nausea, sensitivity to light and sound and
some smells. They recommend a dark room. Well that is fine for someone who may get one or two per month, but mine were almost a daily occurence.                                                                                                                                                                                             
I logged my dietary intake for an entire month as they were certain if was 
probably a sensitivity 
to something I eat. Well, Chocolate, caffeine, carrots and well something else, I can't remember, it was so long ago now, were all migraine triggers (as well as others that I did not consume)...my heart was broken CHOCOLATE???? My beloved CHOCOLATE???? COFFEE??? I love COFFEE....the only thing I want to be around or hear from early in the morning is my coffee maker....anyone else stays away until I have my daily infusion of coffee!!! Carrots, I could take or leave...I like them....but I was not addicted to them...hehehe

I did what the doctor and dietitians requested. I abstained from coffee and chocolate....that was ROUGH...carrots, not so much...I crunch on peppers or celery, whatever. The other trigger...well was not that important as I can't remember what it was....BUT COFFEE AND CHOCOLATE....pull out my brain if you must but DON'T TAKE MY COFFEE AND CHOCOLATE...OK , so I am a little overly dramatic today!!!! Anyway, as much as this pains me to say, it also gave me great joy to go back and tell all these lovely people I STILL HAVE THE MIGRAINES!!!! I followed that statement with a question "Can I please get my chocolate and coffee back?" Answer yes, WOO HOO....weird as that sounds....I would rather suffer with Migraines knowing my coffee and chocolate were still there to comfort me if need be :o)

So month number two started with cataloguing when they started. Occasionally, I would literally wake up in the morning with one....those were the worst ones...as I could barely raise my head. I would have to sleep with medication beside me in bed, with a glass of water always on watch in case one would wake me up....what a way to wake up. I also found that I had more than my average amount of these migraines at work. Right now, I am at work and I am feeling that weird aura feeling that precedes my awake migraines. I take my medication as soon as that feeling starts and often times it will diminish the severity of the headaches. That way I can still work, and I do love my job. So going home has never been an option for me. I have been told by the Team Lead, if I do not go home on my own, he would send me. I have had to have work darken my office, I am not the only one, it seems there are others here as well who prefer to work in the darkened offices. Fluorescent lights are evil. LOL They are the cause of my pain!!!!

Back to the doctor I go. They decide, that since these events are so frequent they will give me medication prophylactically to keep them at bay. I started with 10 mg Elavil. This is an "old" antidepressant which was not very good at its task. They did find that the "side effects" were useful in treating so many other disorders, like Myofascial Pain Syndrome, Migraines, and so many others. If only all failed medications were as productive, huh? I was given orders that I could increase the amount by 10 mg at a time, after I have been on the medication for 2 months, if I find they are returning to a maximum of 40 mg. Needless to say, after two years of this, I am up to 40 mg and working on trying to get approval for 50 mg. 

Although, I know now what my trigger is, I can't really escape it. I use sunglasses at work. My mother has told me with my hair and the style of my sunglasses, I look like Ozzy Osbourne. Not sure if that is a compliment or insult, I digress, I look pretty odd, wearing sunglasses in a darkened office, with a screen shield over my monitor. Weekends are a Godsend to me. I find that even if I get one on the weekend the severity is quite diminished, and they don't seem to linger as long. Perhaps, that is because I also go into the dark room. My bedroom. Blue walls, Navy Blue blinds with Navy Blue drapes over them. No noise, light, eventually no more pain!!!  I would so love for my doctor to say there is a cure, but for now,  I can treat them, they have become a part of my life. I am not writing this for pity or to complain. No, just to inform. 
To give people who don't suffer with these some information and those that 
do, to share my experience.

Oh and I got that aura feeling as I began typing this post. I let my mind decide the topic while I hope for some speedy relief from my medication. It hasn't gotten worse. My shift will be over soon, and so comes the long commute, hehehe, 30 minutes is an eternity when you are in pain.

Well, I will post again, hopefully it will be something a little more upbeat....something to put a smile on your face.....I gots to go and FIND ME SOME CHOCOLATE!!!!! For some reason, I am craving chocolate....  :o)
 

Friday, April 25, 2008

Great Ending to a Very Stressful Week

The title pretty much says it all. But being the windbag I am and have been known to be ;o), I have to elaborate.

Dad had his surgery yesterday. From the way the doctors were talking before the procedure they expected things to be far more complicated than once anticipated. My dad's tumour was quite large. It was a tumour in his bladder and the tumour was 3/4 the size of a normal bladder. On Thursday, the surgeon gave my father an Epidural (due to his heart and lungs having other issues, this was the only option). They removed the tumour completely and immediately ran a Path on the tumour to determine the nature. It was malignant. We expected that as did the doctors. The good news came after the complete removal while they were waiting for the Pathology to come back, the were able to determine that the tumour was not invasive as once thought and the Ultrasound showed it being invasive (spread). They determined that at this time, no Chemo or Radiation will be required. He will need to be "scoped", every three months. Fine, we will take that....My entire family breathed a sigh of relief as my father has experienced so much pain and suffering due to his health from a very young age (17). We always asked the question "Why Dad?" Dad is one of the more "faithful" people I know. He has a strong tie to his church and God. I know a lot stronger than all of us combined. My mother always said "God will only give your father what He thinks your dad can handle." No matter what health issue, or crisis comes about that man maintains his faith and his strength. I have always maintained that my father is one of the strongest people I know. Not just physically strong to have endured all he has....but spiritually, and he has never given up faith, not even a little bit.

So now on to everyone, everywhere:

To everyone, family, and friends, your prayers were answered. Our prayers were answered. You will be blessed for your goodness. I just know it. You have supported me in some really rough emotional times. Although, some not close distance wise, I know your heart was there for me, and I thank you so very much!!! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!!!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

What a rough old week!!!!

'My last post told of Breanna and I having a girls night, since her father went away trucking. Well, it has turned into a girls week. We have done some yard work, minor construction in the house (replacing some window trim, LOL), done some shopping for hair dye...and yes our hair is now Burgundy, Breanna's is lighter as she was blonde and mine is very dark since my hair was reddish-brown. Marshall will not know what hit him when he comes into the yard and sees all the changes esthetically to the house and of course his little girl and well me, too.

Here is a picture with Breanna and her new hair colour. She will only be a teenager once...and well, we did it together. She says I am a 'cool mom'....and I think that is a pretty sweet title. I have a 'cool kid'. It is a little dark but it will fade. Mine always does LOL.





Marshall today is in Florida, just outside of Orlando. He has picked up a load of something, not sure what...lol to bring back here. He should be back on Saturday, Sunday at the latest barring no mechanical complications. Marshall is co-driving with a fella from Alabama named Dewayne. I had an opportunity to speak with Dewayne when Marshall was outside adjusting the brakes and he picked up the phone. I told Dewayne, to introduce Marshall to southern foods. I want him to experience some southern goodies, like Biscuits and gravy, Country fried steak, etc. Dewayne said he will do...Last account Marshall had the biscuits and gravy for breakfast with an iced tea...HE HAS NEVER HAD ICED TEA BEFORE!!!

Tuesday, I had my surgery, nothing major and I feel great!!!! My dad's operation is occurring as I am typing this post. I wanted to be there, but my sister flew in from Michigan and my brother and mother is there as well. Not much I can do but wait and get the report. I have been put off work for three days and this is my third day. Not sure if I would've faired better with work as a distraction. Waiting is always so very hard.

I will update again as soon as I find out something.

Thanks for reading!!!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Mar 21,2008

Well, this is my first post. I have never done this before. I figure it is about time I get with the 21st century. I am at work today, It is dreadfully slow. It is Good Friday in Canada and although I work for an international company, it seems quite a few people are not working today. I am assuming they are taking a long weekend. Well deserved I am sure.

It is still snowing here. This time last year the grass would be starting to turn green and the buds would start making an appearance on the trees. Not here, no....we still have a yard full of snow and it is below zero -5°C ( 23°F) with windchill of 
-13°C (9°F), yikes.... 

Don't get me wrong. I love the snow, I missed the snow when I lived down 
south. 
I have been back in Canada for 20 years...20...that is a long time....and I have never EVER seen this much snowfall in Winter, since I have come back. When I was a just a little one, the snow never seemed to end and it would reach the roof tops. I thought with all the weather changes that I would never see this again. I guess I was wrong.

Last year for Christmas, my entire family went to Disney World. It was balmy and warm. We went swimming every day in an outdoor pool and the kids wore shorts. Right now, I long for that, Florida, the sun and the warmth. According to the calendar, Spring is here. I really wish I could see a sign of it.